You know the scripture that says a city set on a hill can not be hid, that no man would light a candle stick and put under a basket, but on a candle stick that it might give light to the whole house. Yeh? Matt 5:14-16. Great. 

Well last night, I read an explanation of that verse that I’ve never thought of before. Here’s the explanation and what I think about it.

Even a little candle when set on a hill can give a lot of light. 

It’s so awesome to me to think/know that even a little candle, The littlest item, in the littlest family of light producing objects when placed on a hill can give a lot of light. 

Supposing your natural ability to do something, perhaps excel at math, or recall what you read in CRS, or even apply physics theory in real life is the little candle. 

Or maybe the little candle is that talent of yours that you think is so small and insignificant. Maybe the fact that you’re a great listener, or that you have an eye for colors that look great side by side, or that you’re great at setting up awesome dates or organizing parties. 

Whatever it is you love or can do, no matter how big or small you feel it is, pretend it is the small candle.

So if you put this small candle of yours on a hill, it can give a lot of light, meaning it can make a big difference or it could be a big deal. 

The question then is, how do you put this candle(by now you should have identified what yours is) on a hill. 

To me you put your little candle on a hill by putting in your very best in that thing you’re doing. It doesn’t matter what they’ve said. Whether they believe you’re going to fail or not. All that matters is that you’ve done your best. All that matters is that you didn’t hold back. 

Put in your best. Do your little ordinary thing in an extraordinary manner and that would make all the difference. In so doing you are putting your candle on a hill. 

Before you know it, your talent, ability, passion or whatever it is, wouldn’t seem so little and ordinary anymore. 
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It is said that whoever has not failed before, has not done anything for the first time. Now while failure could be relative and its meaning varying with different individuals, one constant applying to everyone is that you would not always get it right the first time. 

You fall while learning to walk, while learning to ride a bike the odds are great that you would fall and perhaps sustain an injury, and it is said that while learning to drive if you have not had an accident(reversing into an electric pole or hitting the goal post in a football field perhaps, you guessed right, those were my accidents) you have not started.

Whether you agree with this or not, the fact still remains that you won’t always get it right the first time. 

Given this piece of somewhat discouraging information, what do you do? Do you because you fail at your first try you give up? And pick the path of less resistance or do you keep on?

Many times I start writing something, it’s not flowing as I want and I get discouraged and leave it entirely. But this is wrong and something I plan to stop. Which is mainly why I’m writing this, because you like me might have gotten discouraged when you didn’t get something right the first time. Stopping because of that would not make things better but only end your chances of ever getting it right in future. 

You just have keep moving. Just like you did with walking, talking and writing, you’ll get the hang of whatever it is eventually. And in due time, you’ll get to the point where getting it on the first try becomes second nature, and whenever you touch it it turns to gold. 

Do have a great week ahead! 


Kelechi Ochulo.

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In the spirit of Easter, a celebration of the death and resurrection of our lord and savior Jesus Christ, I’ve decided to share how I feel about the atonement.

It is true that in that excruciating moment at the garden of Gethsemane, Christ carried the sins of the whole world. But I feel it’s more than that.

I feel in that one moment, He was also carrying our frustrations with a hard life, our disappointments over a failed course/venture, our regrets, our heartbreaks, our worries. What else could so weigh him down To the point of sweating and crying blood?

And I know He did all this so that he can better know what it’s like to be us. So He can plead for mercy on our behalf.

Hebrews 4:15-16 is one of my favorite verses in the whole of Christendom. It says that He was tested and tried in all points just as we are, so that we can come to his throne of grace to obtain mercy and grace in time of need, so we can overcome death in all its many forms, just as He did.

I know He’s patiently waiting for me to let him help. He’s waiting for me to hand over the wheels to him totally. I hope one day I do. I hope you do too.

Happy Easter dear friend,
God bless you.

Ps. I’ll now like to use this juncture to thank all those who reached out to me last night and this morning. I feel you were the tools God used to get me back up. I do not know any job more rewarding than being a tool in the hands of the creator. And I know he’ll bless you all and recompense in a fitting manner.

Sincerely yours,
Kelechi Ochulo.


Hey you, Yes you. 

I feel us drifting, further apart with each passing day, with each unanswered message and with each call not returned. 
I know I should try and fix things, a stitch in time not so? 

But I’m in a really bad headspace 

And so letting go, letting you slip right by my hands feels easier than trying to mend things rn. 

I know you are going through hard times now, and so I don’t hold it against you. 
I can not promise to be there though, as I used to, for once I’m focused on myself an my own issues. So I’ll only observe from afar and pray it all turns out right. 
I’m praying for you. 

Hey you. Yes you. 

We just started talking. And I really like the feel.

But I fear my issues might get in the way of establishing a strong connection. 

I promise you I’m actually a great person when you find me in the right state that is. 
And so I urge you, to ignore the bad vibes, ignore the one word replies, the small talk and reach out for me. Don’t let me slip off. 

One thing I need to know though, in this my dark times, if you’d be here for me.
Would you? 

//I wrote this at 11:38pm last night but wasn’t able to post it. I’ve not been able to post for a while because I’ve been dealing with issues and that’s not good. But I’ve learnt not to allow feelings get  in the way so it’s safe to say I’m back for good. 

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The other day, I had to wait for and and hour and thirty minutes at the gate before going inside. I just sat on the sloping concrete that was our drive way and stared and thought and stared. 

I don’t blame anyone though. It was just one of those things. No body expected me to be home by 3.35pm. So they were all out. The girls at school, mum on her way to pick them and dad about to board a plane. 

But then I was annoyed because I called mum while still on the bus ride home to let her know I’ll be back early. She didn’t pick. Assuming she’d picked, maybe I’d had known to stop by my sisters’ school and join them there. But I didn’t know that. 

I called her again as I walked into the estate. While waiting for her to pick, I started thinking, “what if you have to wait outside.” You know those kind of thoughts. So when she finally picked and said she wasn’t at home, I wasn’t surprised. In my mind’s eye, I’d seen it coming. 

The thing about my “estate” is that it’s in a community in Ota. And estate is what it’s expected to be in a few years. Right now, it’s just bushes, a few houses and properties under development. Needless to say, I don’t have any friends there. 

Seating outside, I consoled my self saying, “everything happens for a reason” and “maybe the universe is trying to teach me a lesson.” So I busied myself with just being and observing and being and observing. 

With that attitude, the first hour and fifteen minutes went by and I wasn’t very much fazed. The final fifteen minutes seemed to be longer than all the time I’d spent outside waiting.

I began to wonder, where were they really, how long does it take to get back from school. It wasn’t a question of distance as the school’s not so far, neither could one say the traffic might have kept them because that’s not an issue in this area.

What made matters worse was that I didn’t have data on my phone, the wifi was inside my phone has battery problems so I didn’t bother playing music, my laptop’s battery was critically low so watching a movie was out of the question and I was freaking thirsty under the hot weather. 

So I was sort of handicapped, just waiting and waiting. 

When finally they came, I made sure not to smile at anyone. I walked to the car to get the keys and open the gate cause the dogs were out and my sisters can’t stand them. I opened the side gate, put the dogs in and was about to open the main gate when I thought, “why not let them wait for a while outside so they know how it feels.”

I considered this thought for a while. But I asked myself, how can I do this to them, what sort of a person would that make me, and so I just opened the main gate for them. 

They drove in mid thanks and apologies. I tried to crack a smile as my sister began to tell me about her day. 


So I’m here, wanting more. But more seems to be out there. 

And I’ve tried, I’ve really tried to be content with where I am now. 

But trying to be content gets old eventually.

As it has now. 

And so I’m back to where I started at the beginning. 

Wanting more. 

Get out of your comfort zone, do something new they say. 

But as with many, too many things in life, it’s easier said than done.

Don’t get me wrong 

I’m not scared of out there, no I’m intrigued. 

I want to do things.

I want know things.

I want to see things. 

But certain people, who have a misconstrued idea about who own my life won’t let me

And so I’m under perpetual house arrest. 

Help me ask, what crime I did commit?

I’ve read that the fears you don’t face become your limits, 

The fears of my parents have become my limits.

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Don’t let past failures get in the way of your future success.

Yes. This is very true. That you’ve tried and failed doesn’t mean you should just stop there, though I tell you sometimes it can feel like there’s no hope anymore, but still you have to keep pushing. 

If it were like that, I mean if all the greats an inventors gave up after their first few failed attempts we might not have the light bulb, airplanes, cars, electricity, iPhones to mention but a few products where the inventors had to fail and start again. 

Yeh yeh, you might be thinking someone else might have taken their place and invented it but you get what I’m trying to say. 

But more than that, it’s even more important that you don’t let previous success get in the way of future success. 

With the right mindset, one successful event, task or goal can be a stepping stone to more greater things or shall I say more wins! 

But the minute you decide to dwell on past successes instead of going to work, allowing your head to “swell”, thinking all there is to be gotten has been gotten, chai. I won’t say more than that. 

Previous successes are a good thing. Let them encourage you to do more. And that’s the key, do more. 

See ehn, If there’s anything you shouldn’t be contented with in this life, it’s how much you’ve achieved. *drops mic. 

*picks up mic again*

Please have a good day everybody and a wonderful week ahead. 

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I know a guy. He wants to be a DJ. He’s serious about it and I’m proud of him. 

He took to his Twitter the other day, to inform friends and haters of his new love. I sent him a Dm, I wanted to know just how serious he was. And he really meant it. 
I hope he knows that when I said I was in support I really meant it too. 

In a time when everyone wants to take photos, start a cloth line or model it’s very refreshing for me to see someone doing something outside the established clichés. 
I think the reason for that, why people are crowding those three I mentioned earlier is because they’ve adopted this chase money mentality. And they feel like oh people have made it through this fields so I must too, forgetting that they are breaking and entering Into an already crowded market and are making matters worse for themselves. 

See money is like someone out of your league. Why you spend time and energy chasing after money, money is chasing after the person in its league. That person is called value. 

So what if you stepped up? What if you provided something people value? Things that are in demand? If the demand is not existing already, then create it. Help people see why they need what you’re offering. 

The result would be that this time, money would be the one chasing you. 

I hope in your life, you get to the point where money chases after and overtakes you. 

It’s my wish and prayer for you this day and also that you have a wonderful week. In Jesus Christ’s name amen! 

Happy mothers’ day all!


What is it about driving in Lagos that would turn the most gentle individuals to savages? In all my musing, I am yet to find out. I can only hope, no decide, that whenever I drive, I would be different. 

I was listening to the radio some time last year, on the way to a function, when the radio presenter introduced a challenge. He announced a prize of Fifty thousand Naira for anyone who could drive from the main land to the island without abusing any other road user. 

“Pft, easy!”, was my response. But that was before he introduced the catch. The catch was that no one should abuse you too. And everyone in the studio began to laugh like it was something impossible. Maybe just maybe, because they’re right and it actually is? 

As much as like to defy norms and limitations given by society which most people gladly adopt, I having lived in Lagos for getting to four years now, cannot deny the fact that it is impossible do drive such a long distance, braving the traffic, without being abused or yelled at. When such things and people as reckless cyclists, dreaded drivers of the yellow bus, and seasoned captains of the beat up molués still exist. It is indeed a given. An event we have the least bit of control ever.

My style in situations and events I have no control over however, has always been the same. One in which prevents me from unnecessary stress and headache. And that is too leave that which I have no control over while focusing on the things which I can control. Most at times, my response and attitude to the things I can not control. 

When driving in Lagos, aye and in all other activities of life, we can not control how people treat us. We can however decide how we respond. On Lagos roads for example, We can decide if we’d chase them down and cuss them out or if we’d simply smile and go our way. We can decide if we’d pay attention to their curt remarks or if we’d ignore them and remain at a higher place. The latter one which avoids us stress and discomfort.

I understand that there are many hurtful things that other road users would do that can make you want to lash out. But with time keeping your cool gets easier and soon you’d be unfazed by their actions. 

Living a positive life is something which can be very challenging yet rewarding. One way I’ve been able to live one, is by making sure that all that comes out from my mouth are positive. No shaming, abusing, or bringing down with my mouth. After all, as the good Lord taught, it is that which comes out from a person, that defiles him/her. 

Enough with the taking from my end, what do you think? 

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“It took me 15 years to realize I had no talent for writing, but I couldn’t give it up because at that time I was too famous.” – Robert Benchley. 

I love this quote because it reminds me that I do not need to have any natural ability or penchant for a thing to excel at that thing. With hard work, smart work, consistency and dedication I would do just fine. 

This is not ignoring the hand of God, but then Heaven helps those who help themselves. And it works whether you’re Religious or not. 

Some of us find it easy to fall behind the excuse of “oh I don’t have the talent.” Or “if only I were as talented as so so and so, I’ll do well.” And some of us just go ahead and do it anyway, hoping that in some way our effort would make up for the lack of talent. 

Robert Benchley is proof that talent is not all that it takes to do well at anything. Having the natural ability for something would only take you far, but can not get you to your final destination. It is your efforts that’ll be the difference. 

If you’re still in doubt of the credibility of this, remember the athletes’ creed, “hard work beats talent when talent fails to work hard.”

But hey, don’t just take my word for it, don’t even accept Robert Benchley’s just like that, say what if you tried it out eh? 
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